Ayalew Mesfin

Hasabe (My Worries) drifts like a late-night confession carried on Addis Ababa air. Ayalew Mesfin’s voice is hushed but heavy, wrapped in minor-key melodies and rhythms that move slowly, deliberately, as if each step has been weighed against the heart. This is Ethiopian soul in its most fragile state—funk and jazz shadows softened by longing, restraint, and unresolved emotion.

The arrangements leave space for doubt to breathe: guitars shimmer without fully resolving, horns murmur rather than shout, and the groove never rushes to comfort. Hasabe is about worry as a companion, not a problem to be solved—an inner dialogue where love, regret, and endurance circle one another in silence.

Edgy in its emotional honesty and poetic in its understatement, this record speaks to the universal ache of carrying thoughts you cannot put down. Hasabe (My Worries) doesn’t seek release; it sits with the weight, finding quiet beauty in the act of enduring.